After last week’s Burke invasion, this episode served very much as a lead-in to the finale. That being said, I thought it was surprisingly funny – funnier than Grey’s has been in a while. However, it also featured what will definitely go down as one of my least favorite patient storylines ever. Call me immature and shallow, but I don’t want to listen to a woman fart and poop all episode. I’d rather have spontaneous orgasms girl back.

At the dream house, Meredith was busy enjoying some delicious waffles, courtesy of Amy, who was outside having yet another “weepy” phone call with her fiancé. Mer was video chatting with Derek (in D.C.) about how it might be time to release their hostage. Perhaps Amy needed to return to her man in California? It was a nice thought, but I wouldn’t say that to Amelia, which was something Meredith learned a bit later. As far as Amy’s concerned, she liked the sister-in-law who didn’t give a crap a lot better than the one full of life advice. See, even Amy misses dark-and-twisty Mer!

But Amy wasn’t the only “grumpuss” this episode. Callie found out that after the car accident, she’s unable to carry a child. And the residents? Well, they were just a mess after last week’s discovery that one of them was going to be fired. Jo was breaking out in stress hives. Leah was eating her way through everything. And Shane? Well, he was surprisingly fine. Perhaps his nervous breakdown really was a one-time thing? Also, can I just say that something about Leah’s uncontrollable burping made me hate her even more – and, simultaneously, like her more than I ever have. She finally had something all her own that wasn’t whiny!

So while Shane helped take care of a baby with organs outside its body, Leah was on the literal poop deck, and Jo was frantically running around trying to please everyone. Meanwhile, Stephanie had the real drama of the day. Braden Morris, a.k.a. Bubble Boy, was doing much better. Bailey’s treatment had worked, and now it was time for Bailey to tell the truth. First, she informed the board – or at least Cristina Yang, who obviously high-fived her for saving the kid’s life. Then it was time to inform the parents. And that didn’t go over nearly as well.

Despite the fact that Bailey’s treatment had worked, Braden’s parents wanted to press charges. More specifically, they wanted to press assault and battery charges. And this is where Jackson let it slip – in front of Stephanie! – that he and April were expecting. So much for not telling anybody until after the first trimester! Regardless, Braden’s parents didn’t care. Their son might have been allowed out of the bubble, but Braden’s dad never wanted Bailey to practice medicine again. Cue Stephanie’s genius idea! The resident claimed she had forgotten to tell Bailey about the withdrawal of consent until it was too late, until the treatment had already been administered. How’d that work out? Let’s get back to it in a minute.

Elsewhere, Cristina was interviewing humble-braggers and a “girl who rode her third wheeler” to work for Dr. Russell’s position as the new head of cardio while Karev swooped back into the hospital to steal one of Arizona’s patients. Poor Shane got pulled into the whole mess when Karev played the you-went-nuts-and-killed-my-dad card. Honestly, what could he have done at that point? Long story short, Arizona was pissed at Karev, but he explained that life was different at the practice. Patients weren’t coming to him; he had to go get the patients. Next time, all he had to do was pick up the phone and ask Arizona for help, she told him. Then she rightfully hit him upside the head. Also, lose the tie, Alex. I’m really never going to get used to that.

Best line of the night: Callie telling Jo that there’s no room in ortho for sissy girls. “Check yourself before you wreck yourself.” OK, grumpuss Callie is my favorite.